I was out on the patio having my devotional and Nadine came up to me on the muted orange love seat I was sitting on, reached out her hand and urged me to come with her. I was done with my quiet time and after a couple of pulls with her hand, I reluctantly got up. We began a tour of each flowering plant she had planted last week. We looked at the variegated pansies,
the purple petunias with white edging,
the red geraniums bulging with color,
and the Mexican roses or more commonly known as hens and chicks.
As I walked around and looked at the plants, an interesting thing began to happen. I started seeing the flowers through the eyes of someone who truly appreciated flowers. We looked at the tiny growth taking place. We picked the white aphids off the plants that were no bigger than the tip of a pen. She taught me how to gently remove the old buds from the Mexican roses so that new growth could emerge and new flowers could blossom. Before I would have seen the wilted Mexican rose and moved on, but now I saw something more. New buds. New growth. Life poking through death.
For the first time I looked at flowers from a new perspective. Imagine, being 64 and seeing God’s creation with a new pair of eyes. I will never see flowers the way I had viewed them from the past. My eyes were transformed when looking at flowers.
It reminds me of God wanting to take our hand and show us His creation and plan for our lives, and help us see life and relationships from His vantage point. The only way that can happen is to get up off the love seat, take His hand, and allow Him to direct our lives and open our senses to what He wants to show us. The small things of life can teach us so much of what the Master Creator and Director wants to do in our experiences.
So get off the couch and take His hand as you journey down life’s path. Who knows what little things are just around the corner of life that can transform your perspective.